As Isabella, me walked around the forest place trying to find my place..... Well I guess I should start in the begginning, Here it is!
This day I hated my life. At school I went to the princapal and got expelled for kicking one of my enemies. I didn't just kick him because a hate him, it because of my parents. Yesterday, They annouced they were getting a divorce. I thought they didn't love me anymore, they didn't care. They tryed to calm me down, they tried to explain that they care. But I didn't listen, and I didn't care. I ran up to my room, slammed my door, and started packing. I packed some clothes, some really important things, and all my money. When my parent went to bed, I crept to the kitchen. As I passed my moms room, I could hear her crying. I didn't even notice, but I knew I was going to later. I also packed some dry food, and stole some of my parents money. Then I set out into the darkness
I didn't have a place to go. I didn't have people who care. I had no friends, or nice relatives. I had nothing to do. So I just went to a small fort I made, and made a semi-good bed. Then sleep slowly took over me....... She dreamed something she knew would never happen. It was that her parents were deeply in love. That they treated each other, and me like Kings and Queens! That they always standed up for each other, and there love was a barrier impossible to break. She smiled to herself. Then darkness crept over her mind, she dreamed of her mom and dad screaming at each. Then they both got a knife, cursed each other, and threw at each other. That fell into a deep fight. Neither of them died, but were deeply bruised and cuted. I knew they didn't hate each other that much, but that didn't stop me from screaming out into the silent night. I woke up sweating, and crying, knowing this wouldn't be a good day.
I got up and had a small breakfest of bread, new started thinking about what I should do. As I thought I got out my watch and checked what time it was. It was 6:00. "Perfect!", I thought to myself, just enough time to do what I wanted to do! Well, first, I wanted to slip a quick note to my 'House', saying what happened. I wasn't going to go back, but I just wanted them to not live there life in complete guilt. I thought about what I would write, then carefully put the words on paper. I had to make sure they knew I probably would never come back, but it isn't completely there fault. This is what I put together,
"I ran away, and I probably shall stay away. I am partly sorry on my part,
because I know I caused you much grief. But it is partly your fault to,
you put me through horrible greif too. If you still want to communicate,
then I agree. But not by talking to each other by writing. Just stick the
letter in the purple flowers, and I will come by as much as I can, and
respond. I may come back and visit you for real, when I forgive you
in the future, but for now, I'll stick with letters. I advise you not to
move, or I will never forgive you." Signed, You daughter, Isabelle
As I passed, I stuck in her mailbox. I would make one for my father, but I had no clue where he was. He could be out of the country for all I know! Then I decied that I have to go to school, wether I want to or not! I had to say good-bye to my dearest teacher, Mrs. Holmes, and my semi-friend, Ellie. As I neared the school my mood got fouler, and fouler. My mind just wanted to EXPLODE of angerness, of tiredness, of grief, and toture! I walked into my class room, my eyes darting. I said that I was moving, to Mrs.Holmes, and that I would miss her. Then I blindly looked for Ellie. The anger was bubbling up inside me....I couldn't stand it. Bbbaaammmm! Then everything went blank.
This day I hated my life. At school I went to the princapal and got expelled for kicking one of my enemies. I didn't just kick him because a hate him, it because of my parents. Yesterday, They annouced they were getting a divorce. I thought they didn't love me anymore, they didn't care. They tryed to calm me down, they tried to explain that they care. But I didn't listen, and I didn't care. I ran up to my room, slammed my door, and started packing. I packed some clothes, some really important things, and all my money. When my parent went to bed, I crept to the kitchen. As I passed my moms room, I could hear her crying. I didn't even notice, but I knew I was going to later. I also packed some dry food, and stole some of my parents money. Then I set out into the darkness
I didn't have a place to go. I didn't have people who care. I had no friends, or nice relatives. I had nothing to do. So I just went to a small fort I made, and made a semi-good bed. Then sleep slowly took over me....... She dreamed something she knew would never happen. It was that her parents were deeply in love. That they treated each other, and me like Kings and Queens! That they always standed up for each other, and there love was a barrier impossible to break. She smiled to herself. Then darkness crept over her mind, she dreamed of her mom and dad screaming at each. Then they both got a knife, cursed each other, and threw at each other. That fell into a deep fight. Neither of them died, but were deeply bruised and cuted. I knew they didn't hate each other that much, but that didn't stop me from screaming out into the silent night. I woke up sweating, and crying, knowing this wouldn't be a good day.
I got up and had a small breakfest of bread, new started thinking about what I should do. As I thought I got out my watch and checked what time it was. It was 6:00. "Perfect!", I thought to myself, just enough time to do what I wanted to do! Well, first, I wanted to slip a quick note to my 'House', saying what happened. I wasn't going to go back, but I just wanted them to not live there life in complete guilt. I thought about what I would write, then carefully put the words on paper. I had to make sure they knew I probably would never come back, but it isn't completely there fault. This is what I put together,
"I ran away, and I probably shall stay away. I am partly sorry on my part,
because I know I caused you much grief. But it is partly your fault to,
you put me through horrible greif too. If you still want to communicate,
then I agree. But not by talking to each other by writing. Just stick the
letter in the purple flowers, and I will come by as much as I can, and
respond. I may come back and visit you for real, when I forgive you
in the future, but for now, I'll stick with letters. I advise you not to
move, or I will never forgive you."
Signed,
You daughter, Isabelle
As I passed, I stuck in her mailbox. I would make one for my father, but I had no clue where he was. He could be out of the country for all I know! Then I decied that I have to go to school, wether I want to or not! I had to say good-bye to my dearest teacher, Mrs. Holmes, and my semi-friend, Ellie. As I neared the school my mood got fouler, and fouler. My mind just wanted to EXPLODE of angerness, of tiredness, of grief, and toture! I walked into my class room, my eyes darting. I said that I was moving, to Mrs.Holmes, and that I would miss her. Then I blindly looked for Ellie. The anger was bubbling up inside me....I couldn't stand it. Bbbaaammmm! Then everything went blank.
Chapter 2 What happened?